Sun Mote Copse Mirror, mirror on the wall...

Had the two people she had offered the promotion to, not been so dead-set serious, Wraen would have attempted to ease the tension by joking about her manner of talking too long and too much. But Towhee did not seem to be in any mood to hear humor and Niamh was strangely solemn as well. Which - in case of the both - was very unusual. Wraen had not seen them like this. 

"Well then - it is settled," she told both. "I will let the others know and we do not need any other formalities. If you need or wish to discuss anything - I will be around," the Sovereign said, feeling more awkward and awkward. "A-a-a-and - that's it, I guess," she paused, looking again from one to another, waiting to see, if any one of them wished to tell her something. If not, she would let them be and seek a private audience with each at a better moment.